Sergo-Z When Death Fell In Love With Life Acquaintance - Keeper (part 3, in a 3 part story)

“So be it! Let there be a Keeper.” He once again marveled at the intelligence of his granddaughter.

Belaya picked up the kitten in her arms and whirled around the field with him. “You are my best friend –Keeper!”, she sang happily, smiling.

The grandfather looked after the couple astonished.

In the place where the granddaughter walked, the world blossomed with bright colors. The grass turned green, flowers bloomed, even a weak sunbeam suddenly broke through the dense clouds and gilded everything around. He heard birds singing and the chattering of insects.

“Whoa,” the grandfather scratched his head. He stretched out on the ground, putting his hand under his head, thrust a long blade of grass into his mouth and closed his eyes with pleasure, listening to long forgotten sounds...